Cicada Moving

Chapter 1254 Intrigue

　At Datong Street, Star Cafe, the wall clock jumped to 9:45.

Sitting on a seat near the street, Toyoji Miyagi, the leader of the "Kappa" intelligence team of the Cabinet Intelligence Bureau, seemed to be drinking coffee leisurely, but in fact he was very anxious.

According to the plan, he and Mamoru Yoshida, whose pseudonym was Zhao Dayang, set off from the safe house separately and took different transportation methods and routes to Datong Street.

The other party should have arrived here around 9:30, contacted him after confirming that there was no danger, and entered the Bank of Communications to withdraw money before 10 o'clock, but the other party has not shown up until now.

Did Mamoru Yoshida run into trouble on the way and failed to arrive in time?

Miyagi Toyoji looked at the wall clock, secretly increased his vigilance, and decided to wait until ten o'clock. When the time was up, he would evacuate the mountain castle regardless of whether Mamoru Yoshida appeared or not.

The reason why they did not evacuate immediately was because all members of the Cabinet Intelligence Bureau had received strict anti-torture training. Even if Mamoru Yoshida was caught, it was impossible that he would not be able to hold on for ten minutes.

By the time the intelligence agency of the Republic of China pried open Mamoru Yoshida's mouth, he would have already received the imperial medal in Jiangcheng or even Shanghai. This was a bit despicable, but who doesn't want to live?

Besides, their children are all in the mainland. For the sake of their family's lives, he can only say "red bean paste smimasai" to Yoshida-kun.

"Jingle bell."

At this time, the door of the coffee shop was pushed open from the outside, and the bell hanging at the door made a clear sound. Miyagi Toyoji took a sneak peek at the visitor and found a modern girl dressed fashionably.

Normally, he might still be interested in getting acquainted, but at this moment, he just wanted to take the money and leave or leave directly, so he gently looked away and continued to monitor with his peripheral vision.

The modern girl didn't stay long. She came in and made a phone call before leaving. There was a ring on her slender, white finger, and the huge gem was shining brightly in the sun. This style looked like the appearance of a fruit party official. room or concubine.

The clock was ticking, and when the minute hand pointed to "55", Miyagi Toyoji put the banknotes under the coffee cup, stood up, walked to the clothes rack, put on his coat and hat, and strode out of the coffee room.

There was a constant flow of vehicles and pedestrians on the road outside. He looked both ways, randomly chose a direction and took steps.

Fifty meters behind him, a dilapidated French Renault truck spewed black smoke and drove quickly. When it drove next to Miyagi Toyoji, the exhaust pipe made a loud noise.

Miyagi Toyoji subconsciously tensed his muscles and wanted to bend down to find cover, but his good training allowed him to resist this action that could easily reveal his identity, and instead looked in the direction of the sound.

I saw a puff of black smoke coming out of the engine compartment of the Renault truck. It relied on inertia to slowly slide to the side of the road. The startled passers-by turned their heads one after another. Seeing that the car was malfunctioning, they turned back and continued on their way. Only a few Children gathered around the truck and watched curiously.

Miyagi Toyoji laughed at himself, feeling that he was too famous. Even if the military commander could obtain a simulated portrait from Central University, he disguised himself when he went out. It was not easy for the people of the Republic of China to find him among hundreds of thousands of people.

Thinking in his mind, he walked past a beggar kneeling on the ground and walked to the truck compartment. Unexpectedly, two workers carrying wooden boards walked out of the front of the truck, completely blocking the view of the road ahead and pedestrians.

At the same time, the beggar from behind suddenly pulled the bamboo pole towards his calf. The steel-clad bamboo pole inside collided with the calf bone with a roar. Miyagi Toyoji felt a sharp pain and turned around to run away. .

At this time, he was a fool and didn't know that he was being targeted. If he wanted to survive, he could only break through the siege from the opposite direction. He was very sure that the two workers in front were also state agents.

But before he could turn around, several ordinary-looking pedestrians pushed him to the ground like a hungry tiger. After knocking him down, they searched him, checked his collar and mouth, put a hood on him, put on handcuffs and shackles, and threw him into the car. The whole process was completed in one go.

When these people were moving, there were two workers carrying wooden boards at the back of the car, blocking the rear view. When they moved away, Miyagi Toyoji, the beggar and the others had long disappeared.

Only the children lay under the wheels and witnessed all this. Wu Chunyang, dressed as a worker, touched the children's heads, raised his hand and patted the carriage baffle, and the truck immediately started and drove towards Luojiawan.

In the carriage, the tarpaulin blocked all light. Miyagi Toyoji had a piece of cloth stuffed in his mouth and a hood on his head, so he couldn't see a trace of light.

During the bumps, he heard a man's voice. The voice was young but full of oppression, much like those high-ranking figures in Tokyo.

"What's your name? Don't lie to me with the name on the fake ID. We are all professionals. There is no need to waste time."

Miyagi Toyoji remained silent. Precisely because he was a professional, he could not speak. As long as he spoke, the other party would be able to get clues.

However, he didn't understand how he was exposed. If Mamoru Yoshida betrayed him, the other party should not ask this question. Of course, this may also be a deliberate trick by the people of the Republic of China.

In short, the only thing you can do if you fall into the hands of the Republic of China is to remain silent. As long as Mamoru Yoshida is not caught, he will still have value.

The contest unfolded in silence, and the carriage returned to deathly silence. After a long time, the owner of the young voice snorted coldly. "I won't shed tears until I see the coffin. Check the handcuffs and shackles again. These spies have many tricks. This is our first contact with the Cabinet Intelligence Bureau, so we must not be careless."

"Yes, deputy seat."

After hearing this, Miyagi Toyoji in the hood felt a rush of blood rushing to the top of his head, and he was horrified, both because of the Cabinet Intelligence Bureau and because of the word deputy seat.

The Cabinet Intelligence Bureau is a newly established agency and has no direct connection with the intelligence agencies in China. It has been less than a year since he entered the Kuomintang-controlled area to perform tasks. Why would the people of the Republic of China know his details?

There is a traitor within the empire! And the status must be very high! Either Mamoru Yoshida confessed immediately after being caught.

Both of these are possible. After all, they are facing Zuo Zhong, the most powerful intelligence cadre in the Republic of China. Countless imperial warriors have died at the hands of the opponent. It is normal for Mamoru Yoshida to confess.

Damn non-nationals, Miyagi Toyoji allowed military agents to check his handcuffs and shackles, and he wanted to kill Yoshida Mamoru, and by the way, Osako Tosada and some people in Tokyo.

Before carrying out the mission, these people swore to them that the existence of the Cabinet Intelligence Bureau was top secret and absolutely foolproof.

The angry Miyagi Toyoji didn't notice that the little agent checking the handcuffs and shackles kept putting his fingers on his wrists. By the time he noticed it, it was already too late.

"Deputy, the target's pulse is beating violently, especially after you mentioned the Cabinet Intelligence Bureau." The young agent reported truthfully.

Miyagi Toyoji's temples were pounding. He was indeed Zuo Shige, known as the fierce tiger of the military. He was exposed if he wasn't careful. He was really a terrible opponent. No wonder the empire wanted to kill this person quickly.

Zuo Zhong didn't know the nickname Zhonger given to him by the Japanese. He sat on the rickety ammunition box, glanced at Miyagi Toyoji, and then at his watch.

Jiangbei County.

When Toyotoshi Miyagi was pinned to the ground, a Nanyang waiter came outside the Jiangbei branch of the Bank of Communications. The man was wearing a white dress and an overseas Chinese hat. After getting off the mountain sedan, he gave the bearer a full tip of 100 French currency.

Amidst the numerous thanks from the bearer, the man walked into the bank hall, told Xiangli to withdraw money in Mandarin with a slight accent, and then handed over a deposit receipt.

The assistant manager looked at the amount on the deposit slip, his eyes widened suddenly, and he quickly asked the other party to sit down, and then asked the female staff to serve tea quickly. His head almost hit the ground, and he looked extremely eager.

After serving the God of Wealth well, the fat assistant wiped the sweat from his forehead, took out a form and ink pad and handed them to Xiao Kai, and said with a flattering smile.

"Mr. Lu, don't worry. There are enough U.S. dollars in the vault. You can withdraw it at any time. This is the withdrawal certificate. Please also use your seal and signature for verification. Don't get me wrong. This is a bank rule and I am not deliberately making things difficult for you."

Xiaokai smiled and nodded, took out a seal from his pocket, dipped it in ink pad and stamped it at the bottom of the voucher, then wrote the words Lu Shusen on the paper with a pen.

The fat assistant took the voucher and returned to the counter to contact the head office. First, he checked the authenticity of the deposit receipt. Second, he checked whether the seal at the bottom of the voucher matched the size and gap of the seal on the bottom card. These can be done by dictation, and the signature is purely Leave the bottom.

In fact, under normal circumstances, this kind of deposit certificate can be loaned with a seal and deposit certificate, but the amount of 20,000 US dollars is too large, and the bank has to handle it carefully.

While waiting for a reply from the head office, Fat Assistant Manager kept nodding and bowing to Xiao Kai while holding the phone, also observing the reaction of the person who made the withdrawal.

Xiao Kai was not nervous at all. He picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea. After drinking, he frowned and put the tea cup aside. It seemed that he was not satisfied with the tea, showing off the attitude of a pampered son of a wealthy gentry.

Fatty Assistant said a few words to the other end of the phone, put down the phone, walked out of the counter carrying a brown paper bag, and handed it to the other party with both hands as a kind reminder.

"Mr. Lu, the verification is correct. This is your $20,000. Do you want me to send guards to **** you back? The world is not very stable these days."

Xiaokai opened the paper bag with **** and roughly counted the money, confirming that the amount was correct. He then lifted up the hem of his suit to reveal the gun holster and Browning, and said with a hint of meaning: "No need, I have this guy, which is enough to ensure safety." ”

The fat assistant manager smiled awkwardly, walked to the door and raised his hand to say goodbye. Since the other party didn't want to, there was no need for the bank to be hot-faced and cold-hearted. No one had lost his temper.

Xiaokai strode out of the bank gate and merged into the lively streets of Jiangbei. Two hours later, the man appeared again. He had changed into a long gown and had a thick beard on his chin.

He pushed the door open and walked into a small hotel. He took out his ID and handed it to the waitress at the front desk. He said in standard Southwest dialect: "Accommodation, I like quietness. Pick the innermost room on the second floor. By the way, when will your shift change?" , will there be no one on duty then?”

The waitress picked up the ID issued by the Shancheng Police Station, compared the photo with the real person, threw out a key and lazily replied that the shift would be over in two hours, and continued to eat melon seeds.